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Jul 2018
Have you ever dreamt of a city of gold?
Where people go and never grow old? Where people never feel pain?
And they're always sane?
I wish there was a place like that.
A place where I'm not stuck between my thoughts and reality.
Where my dreams have no gravity.
Where they can soar and create more.  
A place that's best for all race.
A place where there is no bad judgment of others.
A place where we accept all colors.
I wish there was a place like that.
My family is extremely mixed. And it's been a hard life for my whole family.
Maxwell Clouse
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Maxwell Clouse  F/Catawissa, Mo
(F/Catawissa, Mo)   
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